"The whippoorwill is silent, for the rain crow foretold truth. Rain taps a lullaby on an old metal roof, bringing us easy dreams. The scent of earth ready to receive seeds warms my soul. To sleep and dream of new beginnings! When the sun rises, it will be time to move on. There is no going back." ~ RLMT (c) 2021
Saturday, April 4, 2020
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